Chapter 12
Heaven waited for Faith to mix the vodka and cranberry juice while she grabbed a beer from the fridge for Dylan. This would be her last drink. She’d lose all inhibitions otherwise. Unlike Hope, she knew her limits.
“Looks like you’re having fun,” Faith said from behind her.
“I am.” She met her sister’s plastered gaze.
“Thank god. Layne’s driving me nuts about Dylan and his whole obsession with you.” Faith grabbed the glasses holding the crimson fluid and handed one to Heaven.
Was she serious?
“Dylan’s obsessing over me?”
Faith put her mocha tinted lips to her glass and sipped. She loved making Heaven squirm.
“Since you and Dylan met, he’s been obsessed with you. You’re the topic of all his conversations, and I get to hear about it from Layne. I don’t like it when a guy I
